#hunter!mccree

[redsshit]

Blorbos from my shows

Grr some pics r blurry

Kev is more than just a dude but I he's the only one who fit there rlly.

Many of these r interchangeable, like Dante was almost malewife but he's silly and Cassidy isn't as silly soooo alas.

[im-no-jedi]

one thing you gotta know about me

is that when I make a self-insert story, I will always form a romantic relationship with the sweet-talking gunslinger/outlaw and then a relationship with the edgy gunslinger/outlaw that could be mistaken as romantic but is actually just a close platonic relationship LOL

[yandereaffections]

Overwatch Masterlist

Jesse Mccree

Naga Jesse

Scary Movies + Male S/o

Werewolf Jesse

S/o always making him Food for when he returns 

Soft life HC

“Miss Honeys Escape Attempt” BEFORE

Male Dinner worker Teasing Mccree

Curvy S/o trying to lose weigh

“Miss Honey Escape Attempt” AFTER

S/o avoiding Jesse cause he shares the same name as their brother

Stalking a ex-MMA fighter

Animal Tamer S/o threatening Mccree with a Tiger

Attempting to poison Mccree

Stripper S/o

Harpy S/o broke her wing

Cuddly S/o

Tsundere Smol Chubby S/o

S/os got a fat ass

S/o with separation anxiety

Flustered Touch starved S/o

Gender neutral S/o not feeling good about their appearance  

S/o refusing to wear glasses cause they dont want to look at their captor

Sensitive s/o who crys alot

Dealing with S/os stalker

S/o trying to kill themselves with jesses gun when he threatens them

S/o whos good at the Knife game

Happy drunk S/o

Soft headcannons

Threatening jesse with his own gun

Cheering jesse up after a stressful day

Painting his weapon

S/o whos prone to accidents 

S/o screams “dad dont hurt me” when jesse attempts to kidnap them

Overwatch S/o who works with seduction and espionage 

claustrophobic s/o

Asking Jesse out on a date

Mermaid S/o

Confident s/o who gets flustered when they compliment them

Autistic S/o who stimms alot

Genji flirting with Mccrees S/o

Torture

Hanzo Shimada

Finding out S/os Pregnant

Witnessing Genjis Murder

Healer S/o

Punk/Goth S/o

S/o getting a nosebleed from watching Hanzo workout

Too Pure for this world S/o

S/o who can Heal with a kiss

Naga Hanzo

S/o whos Protective of Naga Hanzo

Naga S/o

Someone else taking advantage and leaving S/o to die

Creep trying to look underneath S/os Skirt

‘Stupid’ S/p

Vampire Hanzo with a S/o who faints when bloods taken

S/o with Chaotic Energy

Vampire Hanzo w/ Vampire Hunter S/o

People pleaser S/o ends up hurting themselves

Expressing affection in other ways besides cuddling

Dragon S/o

Finding Drunk S/o in a casino

S/o wearing a Choker with his name on it

Yandere S/o coming up to his door covered in blood

S/o whos fine with Yandere Tendencies 

S/o uncomfortable around her family

S/o begging for Mcdonalds

Dragons HC

Attractive yet Oblivious S/o

Sneaky S/o Surprise hugging him

Comforting S/o after failing a test

S/o terrified from something theyve seen

Sneaky S/o Surprising him, ends up moaning

Stopping from S/os rival sabatoging their Ice Skating Preformance

S/os scared of bugs

S/o caring everyone but themselves 

Expert insulting s/o

S/o threatening to kill the man who stole their dog

Poly Han/Jess with a S/o who threatens those who try to court them 

touch starved hesitant S/o

Naga S/o saying “snakes dont have a gag reflex”

Captive S/o refusing to take medicine for their migraine 

Insomniac S/o having to cuddle hanzo to fall alseep

Goblin S/o

Comforting Hanzo after a bad day

S/o dressing as the opposite gender to trick people

Smol S/o who wants to be crushed by hanzo

S/o getting ready to fight cause they heard genji on the roof

Dragons biting hanzo when he tries to touch S/o

S/o whos pregnant with triplets 

Bodybuilder s/o

After sex cuddles 

S/o who already has a kid

S/o whos hazy with little to no sleep

Homeless S/o who making their living off of street performances 

Genji Shimada

Scared S/o will get hurt during a mission

Pissed off S/o

Gore + Torture TW

Vampire Genji

Silly S/o who could Surprise gengi

S/o making a book all about their love for him

Crush falling asleep on his lap

Comforting S/o out of their previous relationship

S/os whos dramatic for attention

Sticking a dozen valentines stickers on his metal body

Blind S/o

Yokai S/o

Washed up Mermaid S/o

Curvy Confident S/o 

Getting a weapon maker S/o attention

Cute S/o who attracts bugs and scary animals

Sharpshooter s/o joining overwatch just to spend more time with genji

Unpredictable angry s/o

Roadhog

Petite S/o

Junkrat

Headcannons

Clingy S/o

Sick S/o

Reaper

Werewolf Reaper

Werewolf + Vampire Hybrid Reaper

House wife S/o

Waitress Crush

Scary movies

Halloween Date

Reinhardt

Headcannons

‘Big Dumbass Energy’ S/o

Werewolf S/o who turns out to transform into a puppy

Medic s/o

Overwatch receptionist S/o

Widowmaker

Advancing towards a Enemy S/o

Mercy

Spoiling S/o

Poly mercy/sombra w/ defiant s/o

Headcannons

Moria

S/o that works with Moria

Sombra

Poly mercy/sombra w/ defiant s/o 

D.VA

Pro gamer crush taking her #1 spot

Brigitte

Headcannons (female reader)

Lucio

Headcannons

Soldier 76

S/o wearing a lolita dress (male reader)

Ana Amari

“Isn’t this better―you not fighting me for once?”

Poly Mchanzo

Poly Han/Jess with a S/o who threatens those who try to court them 

Jesse Mccree

Spanking S/o and having them wear lingerie 

S/o whos embarrassed cause theyre quick to cum 

Orgasm control & Mirror Kink w/ Male S/o 

Hanzo

Getting handsy in a store out of jealousy NS FW-ish

Getting hanzo to wear lingerie 

Briggit

Loving her muscles NS FW

[anime-love31]

Cowboy Casanova (Erron Black x Jesse McCree x female reader)

Now how in the world did you end up a bounty for two gunslinging mercenaries. one from Outworld, and one from Overwatch. (NSFW at the end. not like engrossed in details but enough to thrill)

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There was a girl, clearly hiding from whatever was to come, she had her hair tied back into a bun under her cowboy hat, a leather bandana crossed over her nose and mouth, she was on the run and definitely didn’t want to match that wanted poster on the wall. two pairs of boots could be heard walking through the saloon doors, she could hear murmuring from the old men playing cards at one of the tables. two cowboys. Her gaze turned just slightly to look in the mirror behind the bar. One just slighter taller than the other, black clothes lined by a leather vest, a line of bullets crossed from his shoulders, across his chest from both the left and right, the man wore a reddish tinted mask. She felt her heart beating just a tad faster when he moved his head to look around and met her gaze in the mirror under his hat. her eyes shifted to the other cowboy, this one was tanned, cocky, and calculating. he wore brown gear, under a red poncho over his left shoulder, his hat lined with bullets and a line of bullets across his hip. she was taking in their noticeable features. then it hit her like bricks. those cowboys were mercenaries for hire. She sat with wide eyes, when they started asking about her to the others, she felt her body tense up, instantly looking for another exit that wasn’t where they were. The cowboys introduced themselves. Jesse McCree and Erron Black.

she tilted her head down, leaving money on the bar for her drink, getting to her feet quickly, she headed for the left door out the back. she thought she had cleared them, but she was wrong. so wrong. her jaw went slack when her wrist was grabbed by the one with the cybernetic arm, her heart was pounding. McCree stood tall, his head tilted down to look at her before he uttered a few words to her “Well Well.. looks like the bounty fell right into my hands”. the other cowboy chuckled, flipping his shotgun down to his side. before she could even reach for that knife on her thigh, she was pressed face against the brick wall with a thud.

The cowboys continued their taunting, while securing her with rope. the quieter cowboy gave a soft, deep chuckle before he whispered “Hey Darlin’ go without a fight for me. I don’t wanna hurt somethin’ so pretty~”. She moved her head, his words made her head spin. no way she’d go with a bounty hunter without a fight. she gave him a smirk under her mask, before she moved, and the back of her head crashed into his face. he growled and cursed, it sent him back a few steps, that was probably a mistake. he slammed her to the wall with a mumble “it would be smart of ya to just go with us!”. she laughed at him, though her cheek radiated pain. the cowboy who had one hand in the middle of her back, slammed his other one by her head on the wall. the other cowboy sighed, and muttered to the other “Hey hey! don’t harm the merchandise!”.

finally one of them gave her a name. it was the cybernetic armed one. he spoke, lowly. “Hey darlin’ my name is McCree.. and the one ya just happened to piss off.. that’s Erron.” he chuckled, and gave a shake of his head with a smile. McCree spoke again, he took her from Erron as he did. “this is my bounty after all, I claimed ya first on the board. so i’m decidin’ if we turn ya in..”. McCree wrapped an arm over her shoulder and turned her around to face him, his gloved hand going up to take her chin before he was tilting her head back. McCrees free hand went to the back of her head, his eyes searched hers as he unsnapped the buttons to her mask, once it was in his hand he tossed it to Erron. at that moment, she shared a similar feeling with McCree, it was look of vulnerability and desire from her, and a look of desperation and desire in his eyes.

that’s how the girl with a 15 thousand bounty, became the property of the deadlock gang. for the first few days, she stayed locked in a room in McCrees office, he didn’t let her suffer, she ate and had access to the bathroom, unfortunately she was escorted by one of the two cowboys all day, but being prisoner to them might be better than where they were gonna take her. one night, the door opened with McCree stepping in, he tilted her head back again when he approached, this was the first time she got to see him without his own bandana covering his face. she was shocked to find out he was stunning. McCree looked her over as he smoked a cigar putting a bit of pressure against her in the chair, he leaned closer his words a whisper “did ya decide to work with us hm?”.

that conversation was how she ended up in McCree’s bed, her hands bracing his chest as he guided her. his own soft skin, and metallic on her hips, Erron’s hand tangled into her hair, exposing her throat to both of them. Erron was sitting behind her, keeping her back arched a bit, which allowed McCree to hit deeper, her own moans fueled them, Erron leaving soft bite marks across her spine, each bite made her whimper softly. One of McCrees hands slid down her side, before he grabbed Erron’s own, guiding it around her hip to help add the stimulation of his touch between her thighs. the feeling overwhelmed her senses, they were both rough and rugged in their own ways, McCree thrusting up into her while Erron rubbed tight circles, it sent her vision dark edged. she whimpered her words “Jesse.. Erron.. wait!” her nails dug into McCrees chest as she gasped heavily, her world shattering around her as they drew an orgasm out of her, it left her with her mouth open, she was gasping for air, as she was slowly riding out the orgasm, she could feel her belly spasm. McCree and Erron shared a smirk, before both of them bit into the left and right side of her neck.

after a while, she laid on McCree’s chest, she was fucked out after they had her busy for quite a few hours. she was littered with Erron and Jesse’s bites across her throat, chest, shoulders, back anywhere they could get access to her skin. they too were both supporting their own dark bruises on their throats with a smile. Jesse passed his cigar to Erron who was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned back on one hand, he took it from Jesse, taking a drag before he coughed, which made McCree laugh and joke. “what ya can’t handle a cigar, Black?” Erron handed it back as he coughed again before he retorted “Shit tastes like Earthrealm dirt, that can’t be good for ya.”. Jesse laughed deeply, it stirred her from her small nap she had dozed into, and shot him a glare. Jesse chuckled and rubbed a hand down her back, apologizing with as much southern charm he could muster. “Sorry sugar~”. she huffed and nuzzled back into his neck, going back to sleep. that was how the bounty became a prized possession.

[cerezzzita]

Hey there, kween. Rainbow dragon here with some valentine themed asks. Giving Dante a bouquet of his favorite flowers (red roses?) with “how much did all of this cost you…” “does that really matter?”. Or forcing McCree to watch a soppy movie + "That's really all I need. Some time with just you." Here's some valentines chocolates a s payment 🍫🍫🍫

🍓 ˖ . ᵎᵎ kiss from a rose ✦ dante x fem!reader

⌕ synopsis: It's Valentine's Day and your loving devil have a thing for everything red, especially roses.

notes: oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god- FINALLY MADE SOMETHING WITH >HIM< AAAA he's my boo, Dante's just the love of my life, I can't put in words how much I love this man! he's so sjsksananwwh UGHHH I LOVE HIM SO FREAKING MUCH! MAN I LOVE YOUUU <dante3

okay okay, now i can breath. oof! firstly, happy Valentine's Day y'all! if you have a Valentine to spend the day with, hope everything's nice and smooth with you, sending you friendly but sweet kisses, and if you're like me, without a Valentine (not that that's sad okay it can be pretty good and all), come here, Dante will make your day brighter and especial as he's making with me hehehehehe.

so! hope you all enjoy the reading! AND BY THE WAYYY GO FOLLOW @aldryrththerainbowheart, yup, the sweetheart that requested this! they (sorry, I don't know your pronouns, hope I don't offend you) have an DMC Arcana Series that's mwah, over the top! thank you for requesting, though <3333 and here some sugar for ya too 🍫🍫🍫

♡ word count: 455

♡ tags: fluffy, 2nd pov (you/yours), Dante being an sugarcube, use of petnames (because it's not Dante if he's not using petnames), female reader, he's shirtless btw, Dante being the ultimate red lover that he is <3

✦ read on ao3

Stealthily, you entered the doors of the Devil May Cry shop, the tails of your eyes inspecting every possible corner. Everything seemed unnaturally quiet for a venue that had daily hustles among its members. Perhaps it was due to the fact that that day was no other than Valentine's Day. And you were looking for your valentine, one with silver hair, crystal eyes and a smoldering mischievous smile.

Speaking of mischief, the tips of your lips twitched in a similarly conceited smile. Your hands behind your back guarded a preciousness that yes, could have taken a good amount of your salary as a Devil Hunter, but it would be worth it.

Returning to the present scenario, by instinct your eyebrows shaped curious curves by the unusual silence, which was occasionally interrupted by the low — almost inaudible — music coming from the old jukebox. Your mouth opened to vocalize:

“Yoo-hoo, Dante! Where are you?”

“Miss me, sugarcube?” From the top of the stairs emerged the slender half-demon, looking fresh and shirtless. Oh yeah. A freshly showered Dante could never be too much candy for the eye.

Your teeth subtly bit into the soft flesh of your lower lip, but not to give reasons to further inflate the Devil Hunter's ego, you shook your head and took a step or two towards him.

“There you are,” you purred, capturing the smoothness of Dante's lips on yours that resulted in a brief seal. “Did you really think I would let such a special date go unnoticed?”

It was Dante's turn to let his brow rise in question, the look of his features compounded by his caricature lightness and wit. Though he couldn't be astute enough to predict the movement of your hands as you filled the fields of his eyes with a neat, fragrant bouquet of red roses. His clear, icy eyes widened in surprise.

“Babe…”

“Since you have a thing for everything that's red, I thought they were your favourites!” You justified, the soft feeling of the fervency of love and embarrassment united in a single averted gaze. Your irises returned to Dante's still dazed face.

“How much did all of this cost you…?”

“Does that really matter?” You replied.

Dante finally gave you one of those rousing, contagious smiles of his, catching the crimson flowers in one hand and wrapping his arm around your waist, lifting you off your feet in an impromptu hug. The palm of your hand, by impulse, found the warmth of the firm and naked chest of the half-demon.

“Aw, babe, you're the best girlfriend ever!" With that said, your entire face was soon taken over by lots and lots of splattered kisses. “Thank you so much, angelcake!”

“Tee-hee, happy Valentine's Day, daredevil…”

cerezzzita©, 2023 · all rights reserved ⓘ do not copy, edit, steal or claim as yours

[yeehanfrf]

Week 12 Recs: Simple Pleasures

Week 12's theme was "Simple Pleasures," or PWPs. Whether you think it stands for "Plot? What plot?" or "Porn without Plot," the point is these are all short (or short enough) and smutty.

Behind the cut, you'll find the recs gathered from the Yeehan community. These are all rated Explicit this week, so they're organized alphabetically by title.

A little bit scandalous, but, baby, don't let them see it by doctorziegler [4,843 words]

There are some things that Hanzo wants kept under lock and key.

A Picture In Blue by Hoodedscarlet [4,835 words]

The mission was nothing to write home about on the surface; some casino in Monaco with corrupt Talon agents and blood money on their hands. Jesse knew that they'd have to dress the part to even get in the door; nice clothes, good hair, the regular works to blend in among the rich.

But he hadn't expected this - Hanzo walking out dressed up like he owned the place, hair slicked back and suit immaculately fitted. He looked good enough for McCree to sink to his knees in awe - and with him down there, looking at Hanzo with doe eyes, both of them had some ideas for how they should spend the time before the mission...

all the better to eat you with (my dear) by Hoodedscarlet [12,798 words]

An assassin specialises in disappearing into the shadows, making himself one with the quiet and the unknown. But one can become too good at slipping into the darkness - and when McCree realises that perhaps this time Hanzo hadn't planned for this it's too late to save him. When Overwatch get a note with a location and the words 'Come get him' , they have to go and save their friend - and the man that McCree meets is not entirely the same one he remembers.

Bend Over, I'll Drive by millenial_falcon [4,407 words]

Twenty-four hours ago they had been discretely sniffing around LumériCo’s newest installation, playing the part of road-trippers laying over in town for a couple of days. Now, Cassidy is driving to beat the devil, with Hanzo pressed warm and solid against his side.

Blowing Off Steam by FanficsbyVe [4,654 words]

After a rotten day, McCree finds an unexpected visit by Hanzo makes everything better. One-shot.

Bounty by orphan_account [4,853 words]

“I know a great deal of things about you... A common criminal who gained status on merit of his skill. A former Blackwatch operative. A competent mercenary. You have impressed me, but there remains one thing I have not figured out yet... Do you like men, Jesse McCree?”

McCree and Hanzo have worked together on more than one occasion and Hanzo proposes a mutually beneficial 'arrangement'.

But I Don't Have No Money by dicktrickle [9,676 words] Reccer comment: "hanzo wrecks his car and gets himself wrecked in turn"

Hanzo was stranded in the desert, his car stuck in the only shop for 50 miles. Without his wallet.

He was going to kill Genji. But not before paying the rugged mechanic for his services with the clothes off his back.

Difficult Men by motorghost [10,378 words] Reccer 1 comment: "PLS READ THIS ONE RN (but mind the tags)"

Reccer 2 comment: "Not just a favorite PWP, but one of my fave Yeehan fics overall."

A newer, smaller Overwatch has just had their first victory and Cole's going to celebrate the only way he knows how: with questionable substances, unsavory characters and maybe inadvisable deeds.

Dim City Glow by Interrobang [6,485 words] Reccer comment: "I know we're focusing on the smut, but I truly adore the lived in feeling of the relationships Interrobang writes WITH their great smut."

Hanzo steps away from a party for a breath of fresh air, but McCree is more than distracting enough to keep Hanzo from gathering his thoughts.

Good thing Hanzo doesn't need to think much for this anyway.

Dying Grass Moon by motorghost [7,774 words]

The hunter Cole Cassidy finds a creature in the forest who needs his help. Clearly the giant white wolf isn't from around here, but it's dangerous to pry into a spirit's affairs.

Freebie by robocryptid [2,945 words]

Cole's thoughts are a dull buzz. Foggy, clouded with need. He’s aching inside, hot and softening up, and Shimada… Fuck Shimada.

Probably never had to work to get laid. Just shows up. Claims no presumptions, but why the fuck was he there, then? That’s all it takes. All he has to do. Now he’s in Cole’s head.

Giving a Finger by hunahuna_un [10,487 words] Reccer comment: "I'll also toss in one of mine, bc we all need more cowboy with oral fixation~"

The intel mission about the Null Sector goes sideways so Hanzo and Jesse are forced to retreat into a safe house. Little did they know how Jesse’s nicotine withdrawals would test their patience.

He only gave a finger...

heron by cowboyflesh (cowboymeat), G0REPUP [4,905 words] Reccer comment: "no one knows who's the hunter and who's the hunted"

McCree scavenges, picks up what he can; opportunistic. He’s been around quite a bit and isn’t one to settle down. 

Hanzo hunts. Unassuming, poised as demure and uptight, something to be taken apart and ruined and not the other way around.

Allowing the gunslinger's broad palm to slip into his kimono, Hanzo turns and looks up at him with practiced pleasantry. A soft smile, toothless and submissive, as McCree’s eyes narrow at him. He grins hungrily, the lingering laughter still left on his lips as his attention is taken by the archer’s act.

“Gettin’ to be late, why don’t we take this back to my quarters?” McCree drawls, soft and smooth as can be as he massages Hanzo’s shoulder, sweetening the deal.

I got this fever, fever burning inside by CourtneyCourtney [11,300 words]

Hanzo has heard stories of this 'weapon', the most lurid tales courtesy of McCree, naturally. A libido accelerant Talon injects intravenously, giving its victims the option of mauling a stranger for sexual release, forcing themselves on a teammate and ruining any trust built between the two, or - to quote Jesse's turn of phrase - dying of "blue balls."

In other words, not a way for someone like Jesse McCree to go. Not if Hanzo is determined to help. It would be a shame to lose a colleague as altruistic and reliable as McCree to a weapon so primitive.

If he has to choke out the voice at the back of his mind questioning his own altruism in performing this act, then so be it.

(or, McCree gets sex pollened by Talon, and Hanzo helps him out the way any good friend would (Really. Stop gagging, Genji.))

Imagination Infatuation by Partymeowth [9,117 words] Reccer comment: "steaming hot phone sex"

After many, many years of having crushes he’s forbidden from acting upon, Hanzo's used to relying on his imagination to make up for the absence of anything concrete.

Infatuation by ChillieBean [2,131 words]

Cole was jogging on the treadmill, and ten minutes in he removed his shirt. Hanzo did not think anything of it at the time, it is nothing he had not seen before, but when he stole a glance a few minutes later, he could not tear his eyes away.

While Cole was intently focused on his workout and completely oblivious to Hanzo’s leering, with his gloriously hairy, muscled chest and trim waist on show, Hanzo noticed that his pecs were bouncing with each step.

Bouncing. That is a testament to just how fit he is for someone who drinks, smokes and eats the greasiest food he can get his hands on. He has pecs. They bounce. And Hanzo needs them.

It Will Come Back by CorvidFightClub [3,434 words]

McCree and Hanzo are captured by a gang somewhere in the American Midwest after a mission. The situation becomes more dire when Hanzo finds out the gang isn’t the only thing he has to worry about.

Known by vaguely_concerned [1,217 words] Reccer comment: "slow and sweet sex"

Just some happy sex.

Love and Comfort in Gibraltar by ChillieBean [2,879 words]

Hanzo pulls his hand away from that scar and moves his hand back up to rest his hand in the middle of his chest, skipping the same two scars like he always does. Cole doesn’t mind honestly, Hanzo knows his story, he knows why they’re there. It’s not like they’re not that easy to see these days with the hair that’s covering his chest now, but Hanzo’s always been careful to avoid touching them.

Cole thinks about telling their story, weighing up the option of giving Hanzo the distraction or just comforting him in silence. Hanzo knows the story of every other scar on his body, what they make Cole feel when he looks at them.

He thinks again about the trust Hanzo has in him, and decides it’s time.

“I ever tell you about the other two scars?”

Mile High Noon by motorghost [7,055 words]

Two late-thirties bounty hunters break some minor sky-laws.

Nantaimori by ChillieBean [15,403 words]

It had been months in the making, and it was supposed to be a straightforward night: Be Hanzo Shimada's personal waiter, gather intel on a potential partnership with a neighbouring clan, get out without making any waves.

Cole's plans come to a crashing halt when he is asked instead to be the nantaimori—to lie naked for the duration of the meeting while Hanzo eats sushi off him.

Only You Can Cool My Desire by robocryptid [4,202 words] Reccer comment: "cuddling for warmth, my favorite trope and just for me!"

Tasked with cataloging Overwatch assets, Cole and Hanzo spend the night in one safehouse. This one's supposed to be well-equipped, but it's cold as hell and the tiny space heater just isn't suited to the task.

Pine Woods by coinin [14,659 words] Reccer comment: "'Pine Woods' because cozy cabin! And snow!"

After a mission goes awry, Cassidy and Hanzo are forced to flee into the Finnish wilderness. Will they find shelter before they freeze to death? And more importantly, what are they going to do to stave off boredom if they do find safety?

Poker Face by Cadeykat [28,383 words]

“Shark, my ass. Man cleared out $60,000 at the first table he played at.”

Hanzo shrugs, silently delighting in how Daniel sucks in a bracing breath at his nonchalance. Oh, he loves riling him up. Serves him right for calling him in on his day off. “So? That’s not entirely uncommon. Perhaps he’s just good at poker.”

“He’s won almost $250 grand over the last four days.”

Oh.

This is going to be fun.

Say My Name by ChillieBean [9,448 words] Reccer comment: "spite fucking in the most delicious way possible"

Things have been good. Better than Cole thought when he first reluctantly signed up. There wasn't a problem this new team couldn't solve, they gelled together like they have been working together for years.

And things had been good, right until Genji invited his brother to join them.

Cole hadn’t really factored in just how angry seeing Hanzo’s stupid smug face made him. He’s sure the stick up Hanzo’s ass has a stick up its ass. And the shitty part of it all is that Hanzo hasn’t done anything since joining to warrant his anger. Hanzo’s polite, he keeps to himself most of the time, and in group settings, he gets along with everyone.

Yet, all Cole can see when he lays his eyes on him is the carnage done by his hands; Genji’s bloodied body gasping for air.

Shoot to Kill by robocryptid [2,963 words] Reccer comment: "Cupid Hanzo Cupid Hanzo Cupid Hanzo"

Cole convinces Hanzo that Overwatch's Valentine's Day party is a costume party. It's supposed to be a light hazing, a way to welcome Hanzo into the fold. He doesn't expect it to backfire quite so spectacularly.

Slip of the Tongue by robocryptid [5,840 words] Reccer 1 comment: "some of thee dirtiest dirty talk I've had the pleasure to read"

Reccer 2 comment: "Cassidy's weaponised voice results in accidental phone sex"

This was meant to be Cassidy’s job. He did the research, studied the blueprints, laid out the plan. Two nights before he hoped to depart, he broke his leg from a nasty fall. If Hanzo didn’t take over, Cassidy would lose the opportunity entirely. The compromise was simple: Hanzo would do the work on his behalf, but Cassidy would not have to relinquish full control. Instead he remained connected by a standard Overwatch communicator and a minuscule camera.

Hanzo offered of his own free will. He chose this. His only regret is that Cassidy seems incapable of giving instructions that don’t sound like innuendo.

Soothe the Itch by fishpoets [2,650 words]

Jesse wakes restless and irritated, with an insistent urge to clamp something between his lips. Maybe Hanzo can help.

sparring gone sexy by Dio Almark (dancingassassin) [9,659 words]

Hanzo thought that inviting Jesse McCree to be his sparring and training partner had been a good idea. At least at first. They were both mercenaries, training together would keep them at the top of their game. That was all well and good, but then Hanzo had to go and fall for the cowboy.

Truth or Dare: Loophole by thtzwhatuthink [1,213 words] Reccer comment: "a simple, short, but very dirty truth-or-dare situation"

“I dare you to tell McCree all the dirty things you would do to him if given the chance—right now, and out loud.” Hanzo is unfazed by the dare; he is a man of few words in casual conversation, and of even fewer in work settings. When Hanzo smirks, Genji’s smug grin falters a little. He found a loophole.

Truth or Dare: Piercings by thtzwhatuthink [5,610 words]

Playing Poker while a game of Truth or Dare goes on in the same room will inevitably get a certain Cowboy involved in a rather pleasing predicament. Especially with the help of some good ol' brotherly bickering about... inappropriate piercings.

Truth or Dare: Thongs by thtzwhatuthink [5,446 words]

Leave it to Genji to dare Tracer to get her underwear drawer from her room and set it down in the middle of the truth or dare circle. Resident Cowboy is dared to put a thong on, and he's not the only one. In fact, the thongs are merely a catalyst for what Hanzo gets himself into tonight.

what ails you by motorghost [4,858 words] Reccer 1 comment: "Hanzo gets injured and Cole visits him in the hospital. Very hot, great dirty talk."

Reccer 2 comment: "lives rent-free in my head"

A bad injury puts Hanzo in the medbay for a week. Cole pays him a visit in the night.

Wolf by Phylix [3,946 words]

Hanzo awakens in the night to see Jesse needy and asleep. He takes matters into his own hands.

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And that's a wrap on the Week 12 recs! Thank you so much to everyone who submitted a recommendation.

If you happen to find a fic you love using this rec list, be sure to leave the author kudos and a comment! Even "I found this fic because someone recced it" is a lovely thing to say.

Keep an eye out for next week's theme: "It's About the Yearning," or all the pining your heart can stand.

In the meantime, you can also check out the Week 11 recs here, or check the full list of past and future themes here.

[prose-on-prozac]

welcome 2 my rp blog! rules & info are under the cut

( = ⩊ = )ノ

if ur not interested in flowery writing, poetic detail, obscene use of italics n bold, or my really, really bad jokes, then scroll past this!

Rules

→ no minors, 21+ preferred → nsfw n dead dove are okay w me, but they do not have to be okay w you → 3rd person, similar lengths (whether that be long or short), n a basic understanding and use of grammar in actual rp → i write almost every pairing as vers/switch, w a few exceptions → if you are an "♡♡ uwu i only bottom bc im a soft subby boi/gorl n i infantilize the submissive chars ♡♡" person, get the fuck away from me n go take a shower lmao → i will write f/f, f/m, and m/m (or things like f/f/m, etc.) → i will not write original characters x canon characters

Roleplays

whom i wish to write / whom i wish you to write

jojo's bizarre adventure: → yoshikage kira or jean-pierre polnareff / jotaro kujo hunter x hunter: → illumi zoldyck / hisoka morow puella magi madoka magica: → sayaka miki / kyoko sakura, mami tomoe, or homura akemi naruto: → sasori / kakuzu (let me cook, i will feed u so well) → neji hyuga / shikamaru, naruto, sasuke, or shino my hero acadamia: → himiko toga / ochaco uraraka → jin "twice" bubaigawara / keigo "hawks" takami (either) → tomura shigaraki / touya "dabi" todoroki or katsuki bakugo → katsuki bakugo / shoto todoroki bleach: → shinji hirako / sosuke aizen → mayuri kurotsuchi / kisuke urahara → giselle gewelle / bambietta basterbine chainsaw man: → makima / denji neon genesis evangelion: → misato katsuragi / ryoji kaji berserk: → giffith / guts death note: → misa amane, teru mikami, or L / light "kira" yagami homestuck: → eridan ampora / sollux captor or karkat vantas resident evil, dead by daylight: → ada wong / leon s. kennedy → rin yamaoka / any canon killer overwatch: → ana amari / jesse mccree the boys: → kimiko / frenchie game of thrones, house of the dragon: → alicent hightower / rhaenrya targaryen or aemond targaryen → helaena targaryen / aemond targaryen prometheus (2012): → elizabeth shaw / david

ty for readin all of this if u did! like or DM if ur excited by what i wrote. i answer my dm's hella fast bc im a loser that works from home so i look forward to hearin from someone soooon! (if this ad is up, then i am still lookin!)

[jockohomomorphism]

you're wrong but i agree. if you don't like rpgs or platformers there's not a lot to play. metal gear 3d sucks compared to any other version. animal crossing is nice ig. couldn't keep up with the chores though. smash bros, eh. luigi's mansion is a little more interesting. not that much. tomodachi life. zelda games: has anyone ever actually beaten one of these? nintendogs. i don't think you can actually get into monster hunter you just have to be born in. hi there fire emblem and fuck you. yokai watch is great if you're 10. lego games. mario tennis. why is gen 1 pokemon on the top 50 best selling games on 3ds? layton is like if you had a book of puzzles and riddles and such. style savvy. kid arthritis uprising. kingdom hearts what happened to kingdom spades? never played fantasy life. rhythm heaven is good. and star fox 64. what the fuck is monster strike

and that is everything on the best selling list on wikipedia. tune in next time where i review the entire list including 2 fast 4 gnomz and every single japanese rail sim 3d (there are 17)

also there's mad dog mccree

[leoandlancer]

(Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16)

Lucio nodded, and McCree unbuckled his holster, wrapped the ends of the leather around Peacekeeper, and passed his gun to Lucio. Lucio held it in both hands looking bemused. Mccree smiled pleasantly at him.

"Not sure what you're doing McCree," Lucio said, cocking an eyebrow at him.

At the other end of the room, Mercy frowned; a trained emergency responder sensing an oncoming emergency when it disarmed itself.

"I'm unarmed. Needed to make that plain because I guess I'm here to talk to your dragon and you're here to take care of him is all. But he's in the courtyard? Well, I'll just let y'all know directly before I go find him. I got a plan to kill Omukade. I’ll be bringing Omukade here for that and I’ll need—"

He was cut off in mid-word by a tiny and amazingly piercing avian shriek. Something small and green and feathered rocketed up from behind the dead opossum, flashing green and gold in the sun, and burst inelegantly into a man, shedding tiny green feathers and wide, messy arcs of radiance. So unlike Hanzo's transformations, McCree caught himself thinking; Genji seemed to explode from one state to the next.

[valehiisi-old]

The time has finally come for posting!! This is my contribution to the McHanzo Reverse Big Bang event! This was my first time taking part in an event of this sort and I had a blast ♥ I worked together with the talented @jjkmagic and they wrote such an amazing story and I just love it!! I can’t wait to take part in these kinds of events in the future as well!  

Go to @mcbigbang​ to check out the other awesome pictures and stories people have submitted! 

Title: Dark Shadows 

Rating: Mature 

Tags: Supernatural Elements, Hunter!McCree, Oni!Hanzo,  Pre-Slash  

Warnings: Graphic Description of Violence 

Side characters and pairings: Moira O’Deorain

Word count: 11591 

Summary: McCree travels to the town of Petras after learning of a vicious vampire attack. Camomilla, the resident vampire, apparently attacked without warning, even though she had been a peaceful resident of the town for decades.    When McCree arrives he doesn't find Camomilla, but he finds a demon who seems to be looking for her as well. Seeing as they have the same goal, McCree offers to accompany him. 

Story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15796464

[neal-illustrator]

Commission for a lovely!

Enjoy and consider commissioning

[jackieyacky]

I have a deadline on Tuesday and it’s kicking my ass a little, so have this Oni Hanzo doodle I made to chill out for a sec.  

I hc that Oni Hanzo lives for centuries by himself, so he doesn’t give a fuck about anything until Genji shows up out of the blue with demon hunter McCree to try and save him... I’ll elaborate later I promise ;P

[redsinistra]

[OLD ART] 2017  🎃

I know, halloween is no more (sad) but I want this to be uploaded here as well.

I remember when the first Overwatch 1 Halloween Event came out, and saw the comic they released where Cole Cassidy [Mccree at the time] was wearing a Van Hellsing costume. Then I made a fan skin with that idea in mind: Van Hellsing/Monster Hunter. I was SCREAMING when I saw they made an oficial skin for him (my favorite) and I got it right away.

This was one of the first “serious” concept art sheets I made for concept art portfolio. Still, really old, still like it. And yes, I was a fan of Overwatch back then. I don’t hate it now but it’s not the same. Oh and please, I know his name changed but, not gonna lie, I don’t know where the original file is and edit everything would be a quite painful so.. yeah.

[cyberrat]

Vampire Reaper slowly getting fed alcohol concentrated blood by Vampire Hunter McCree until he's too drunk/desperate to protest when the hunter starts playing with him. I love the idea of a desperate Reaper who got the tables turned on him by his prey, trussed up and getting taunted by that big blood filled McDick but only being able to get it up his butt

Jesse’s thumb traces idly Reaper’s lower lip. It’s a slow, methodical left-to-right motion as he stares into Gabriel’s face and gauges his reaction.

The vampire’s cheeks are flushed with the blood McCree had fed him, his breath warm as it ghosts across Jesse’s knuckles.

“That summoner that has given me the herbs sure knows her stuff, hm? Hit you real good. Damn... look how sweet you are for me.”

It only takes a soft press at the joints of his jaw to get Reaper’s mouth to drop open. His eyes are a little glassy but not drugged. He knows what is going on - his usually shitty attitude is simply curbed by the special liquor Jesse has brought him. He wonders if Gabriel has ever managed to get drunk since he turned god-knows-when.

“Damn good stuff,” he mumbles, taking the thermos and lifting it unnecessarily high above Gabriel’s mouth, so he can watch the thick red liquid drip down as he tips the can, splashing messily onto Reaper’s tongue.

He groans, a simple thumb hooked behind his bottom teeth keeping his mouth open. Jesse can see his throat work as he swallows the spiked blood down.

Jesse sits the thermos down on the ground carefully, then inspects Reaper’s teeth. His fingertips slide along the edges; canines razor sharp and long. He’d have no problem biting off Jesse’s fingers - or ripping out his jugular for that matter - but he’s warm and content half-lying on the ground and letting his teeth get inspected and played with.

When Jesse drags a thumb across his tongue, Gabriel obligingly stretches it out, letting it loll like a dog. His flush has crept across the bridge of his nose now, the blood having worked its way completely into his system.

Usually there was more of a fight whenever they clashed, but Jesse is more than willing to let it slide this time in favor of this lazy contentment.

“That’s it,” he mumbles, free hand starting to work at his belt. “Keep like that. Nice and open. Got a nice big treat for ya coming right up.”

[yeehanfrf]

Week 11 Recs: He's a Magic Man

The Week 11 theme was "He's a Magic Man," or recs featuring the mystical, the magical, the fantastical, and a lot of werewolves, apparently! (If you missed your chance, monsterhuggers, don't worry: we'll have a monster-centric theme when spooky season rolls around!)

Behind the cut, you'll find the recs gathered from the Yeehan community, organized by rating and then alphabetically by title!

Not Rated

What Lies Undone by AsheRhyder [8,117 words]

There are rules to this sort of thing. Not the common sort, made to be broken and bent and outright ignored, but the old kind, made for dealing with dangerous things.

And they are all dangerous things, in Overwatch.

McCree survives by knowing which rules to break and which to obey and when to do the opposite of what he usually does. Dangerous things stay dangerous because they can change - he knows this all too well.

General Audiences

And Time Passed by Tevokkia [4,108 words] Reccer comment: "Sweet and innocent; will make you cry in a good way. Vimeddiee did art for it too"

A small cowboy in a large hat wandered out of the mist one day, and asked a lonely young dragon to be his friend. Such requests hold great weight out on the edge of reality, where the dragon kept his cave. The dragon and the little boy shared secrets and adventures.

And time passed ...

... until the little boy grew up.

Teen and Up

Fool's Gold by leoandlancer [193,940 words] Reccer comment: "I REMEMBERED ANOTHER MONSTERS, DRAMA, & EERIE THINGS BEYOND OUR MORTAL COMPREHENSION"

A vast and powerful dragon hires a surprisingly lethal monster hunter in order to kill an upsettingly big bug. It's not ideal, but they work on it. (Hanzo is pretty sure McCree can kill anything and both of them are trying not to be quite so in love with someone who can and probably will, kill them. Dragon and Monster Hunter AU)

Heartless by AsheRhyder [6,504 words]

Once upon a time, a wicked sorcerer cut out his heart and sealed it away. He hid it in a needle, put the needle in an egg, put the egg in a duck, put the duck inside a rabbit, and put the rabbit in a box on an island at the end of the world. So long as his heart was safe, nothing could kill him. Or so the legends say, anyway. Nowadays, people know what a silly story that was. Nobody bothers with rabbits anymore.

Cole Cassidy has no heart.

Sideshow by Kestrel_sama [5,414 words]

Hanzo manages to steal a night for himself at an American circus. What he finds there is no ordinary freak show.

So Nice to Meet You by fishpoets [9,142 words]

There it was again, something pale that shifted in the shadows - a mass of pure, white fur. Jesse stared. The wolf – for that's what it was, a huge, white wolf, sprawled out in front of the kitchen doors – raised its head, and stared right back.

(Five times Jesse interacts with Hanzo's daemon, plus one)

The Looking Glass by firefly_quill [9,509 words]

Hanzo lives a quiet life in his small magical antiquities shop, just far enough off the beaten-path. Quiet, at least, until Ana arrives with a magic mirror and a request. Modern fantasy AU.

Written for the McHanzo Reverse Bang 2018.

Turn Around, Lie Down (Come Home) by AsheRhyder [17,455 words] Reccer comment: "i loved this werewolf au fic"

In the dark, snow-filled night, a wolf howled.

Run with me. Eat with me. Sleep beside me. Be pack.

Mature

Cast No Shadow by PersonalSpin [46,029 words] Reccer comment: "a HDM-esque daemon AU"

Jesse McCree knows better than to trust a man without a soul. A His Dark Materials AU about things said and unsaid, and those you stay and those who leave.

(Not that kind of demon, this kind of dæmon.)

Death's Best Man by deliciously_devient [Series; WIP; 16,901 words] Reccer comment: "The Death's Best Man series by deliciously_devient is a must. It's one of the first I read when I got into the fandom"

Jesse is fifteen years old when he earns a favor from Death.

Kelp(ie) by Wulpia [5,734 words] Reccer comment: "Achingly poetic"

When biologist Hanzo goes on a trip to a remote reservoir in Scotland to study the flora of a lake there, he finds something far more interesting, ancient, and potentially deadly.

Not Another Moment by Author of Kheios [30,431 words] Reccer 1 comment: "a harry potter au, a small nsfw scene, is a long oneshot and cole is a single dad, mutual pining. Not Another Moment by author of kheois"

Reccer 2 comment: "The OW-HP crossover fic none of knew we needed"

Years ago, Cole retired as the Defense Against Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts to raise a little girl. Now, she's old enough to get accepted, but she dislikes the professor who took his place, and he has to intervene.

Hanzo has heard so many stories about the the man, the myth - nay, the legend - whose post he took at Hogwarts, yet not in a single one of them did anyone say anything about how attractive the Deadeye Cowboy is. But even if the man's daughter didn't hate him for no apparent reason, Hanzo can't afford to fall for someone who would kill him on the spot if he ever found out Hanzo's true nature. So of course, he falls head over heels.

Explicit

All That We Were, Are, and Will Come to Be by Dracoduceus [Series; WIP; 30,894 words]

His instructions were deceptively simple: visit the planet Hanamura and bring back two of the sons of the famous Shimada Clan.

McCree, captain of the Santa Fe and an independent contractor that worked with the Overwatch space station, should have known better than to think that anything about this would go according to plan.

Away by Vimeddiee [29,154 words] Reccer comment: "Light on the magic lore, strong on the feelings"

Hanzo awakens to the feel of grit in his eyes and the crunch of sand between his teeth. This in itself doesn’t rudely force him into consciousness, but the insistent flicking against his nose that he groggily attempts to bat away, does.

“High tide’s coming, you better nap someplace else.”

AKA I wanted to write Cassidy as a slappy boy so I DID.

Call of the Wild by deliciously_devient [Series; 4,712 words] Reccer comment: "Pretty sure the Call of the Wild series is the actual, literal first OW fanfic I read"

The moon is full, and the air is full of....promise.

Clipped Wings by Vashoth [14,631 words] Reccer comment: "possibly the first magic AU I read in this fandom, and the intrigue of it has stuck with me ever since"

Any hunter worth his salt knows that you should take all possible precautions to avoid messing with the Fair Folk. Most of the Fair Folk, however, don't really give a rats ass what precautions are taken and delight in messing with anything unlucky enough to get within arms reach.

Or: Hanzo is in way over his head and Jesse is loving it.

Dangerous Phases by Vrunka [13,593 words]

There are eight phases in a moon cycle. Eight phases in thirty days. And then it repeats. Over and over. Hanzo Shimada never really saw a reason to care. The moon comes, the moon goes. Hanzo Shimada also never really saw himself getting into an explicit sexual relationship with a werewolf. But well...these things do happen.

The Epic and Wondrous Tale of the Librarian and the Demon Hunter by annella [47,403 words] Reccer comment: "Hands-down one of the best AUs I've ever read, and I want desperately for the author to turn it into a series of books"

Jesse's got a pretty good job as the librarian in a magical library. He spends his days cataloguing, tracking down rare titles, fixing up the occasional spell gone awry, and dealing with the smoke monster in the basement.

Then Hanzo Shimada, Demon Hunter, shows up to turn his world upside down.

Freedom's a Funny Thing by robocryptid [4,940 words] Reccer comment: "a deliciously unnerving trickster Cassidy with a side of sex magic"

Once a year, magician Hanzo must perform a ritual to bind the dragon spirits to himself. This year, something about the ritual doesn't quite go right, and he summons a trickster along with the dragons. Now he's stuck with the stowaway until he can figure out how to dismiss him. Luckily Cassidy seems mostly benign, if irritating and predisposed to dressing as a cowboy.

—

Originally for the Myth//Legend zine, but now with a couple bonus scenes. Consider this the director’s cut.

Ghost Stories on Route 66 by Nagaina [210,058 words] Reccer comment: "Monsters, drama, & eerie things beyond our mortal comprehension."

Hanzo Shimada is an expatriate student of the Fine Arts, attending college in what he assumes to be a reasonably sedate corner of the American southwest. Jesse McCree is an occasionally leather-clad NPS ranger whose duties extend somewhat further than shooing lost tourists back onto the clearly marked hiking trails. Something weird is going on in the desert south of Santa Fe and their lives unexpectedly come together in the middle of it.

In the Woods Somewhere by CorvidFightClub [WIP; 3,946 words]

Hanzo has spent years of his life a captive werewolf, fighting in underground dogfights for a master that values his ability to kill and nothing else. One night he's stolen from the back of a transport van and wakes somewhere new.

A small farm in the woods somewhere.

[The Big Long E-Rated Version of the fic of the same title I wrote for the Rising Moon Fanzine.]

Licensed to Slaughter by ChillieBean [16,910 words] Reccer comment: "ChillieBean's "Licensed To Slaughter" (explicit, 16K words) features vampire Hanzo and werewolf Cassidy caught in the midst of a small-town murder mystery. It has a great plot and is excellently written. 10000000/10!"

Hanzo, an author who is struggling with his murder mystery draft, decides to move across the United States, trading the bustling city for quiet mountain life for inspiration.

Little does he know that he lands right in the middle of a real-life murder mystery and is suspect number one.

Never Saw it Coming by Kestrel_sama [WIP; 12,794 words] Reccer comment: "a cute modern-with-magic AU"

Fortune-telling was just supposed to be a way to make some money for Genji's business. It was easy enough with the dragons whispering secrets in his ears, and the outfit certainly helped bring in customers. But it was a skeptic named Jesse McCree who turned everything on it's head.

Possess by sciencefictioness [3,978 words] Reccer comment: "This week's theme covers half my bookmarks, but this is the first story that came to mind."

Jesse closes his eyes and he is not at home anymore.

He is not alone.

Jesse is in a large, open room with a high ceiling full of exposed wooden beams and what looks like straw mats spread out on the floor.  Some of the walls are solid, others are made of paper.  Words come to Jesse to unbidden like memories that aren’t his own.  Dojo.  Tatami.  Shoji.  The characters on the pillars are kanji.    

Jesse is in Japan.  Parts of him, anyway.

There are people lingering along the edges of the room.  There are two figures in the center, one of them older with his eyes flashing eerie red, black hair greying at his temples.  In front of him is a boy about Jesse’s age— seventeen.  Eighteen, maybe.  He’s kneeling with his eyes downcast, long hair pulled up into a messy bun, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.  His clothes are hanging down off his left shoulder to expose an intricate tattoo, dragons and storm clouds and lightning in blue and grey and gold.  

He’s beautiful like nothing Jesse has ever seen, a tangle of contradictions.  He looks delicate.

He looks powerful.

He’s breathtaking and he’s afraid and oh, fuck.

He’s Jesse’s. 

Resonant by sciencefictioness [6,473 words] Reccer comment: "Resonant by sciencefictioness is pretty sexy"

The table seems endless stretched between them; polished wood, incense filling the room with smoke, ceremonial cups of sake. Jesse stares across the length of it, his gaze locked on Hanzo with an intensity usually reserved for the hunt, except he’s never been interested in any prey the way he is now; voraciously.

Savagely.

Teeth curve long out of his jaw, and his body rolls into the half-shift all on its own. Ears pricked, tail sprouting from the base of his spine, eyes lit up red. Hanzo is doing no better.

His eyes are black, pupils blown wide, nothing but a thin ring of gold set in an impossibly dark sclera. Jesse watches Hanzo’s horns lengthen, watches his claws extend. Watches his cheeks turn red, even more pronounced against the blue of his skin.

Everything goes sideways, as Jesse always expected it would.

It just doesn’t go sideways the way he expected.

Jesse had been ready for a fight.

Survival Instinct by mataglap [36,482 words] Reccer 1 comment: "OH, ha, also monsters, drama, & eerie things beyond our mortal comprehension"

Reccer 2 comment: "Survival Instinct, by mataglap, is one I've read multiple times"

Cassidy takes a new monster hunting contract. It's pretty decent as contracts go: the pay is good, the perks even better, and he's got two competent companions to fight at his side when the monsters come.

Then a third companion arrives and ruins everything.

Watcher in the Woods by Kalikuks [84,072 words] Reccer 1 comment: "Kali does a lot of monster and magic/fantasy fics, but if I can only choose one, this is it"

Reccer 2 comment: ""Watcher in the Woods" by Kalikuks 🥰 (explicit, old name for Cass) Blind Hanzo and eldrich being Cassidy. Buckle up cause is a long one with sequels!❤️"

Hanzo gets the uncanny feeling that he’s being towered over and instinctually tips his head up, even if he sees nothing.

“You can’t see me,” a deep honeyed voice rumbles from above, a good few feet above, Hanzo guesses.

“I—“

Hanzo’s reply is drowned out when the hunting party crashes through the foliage behind him and the screaming begins.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

AU Where Hanzo is Blind and Jesse is an eldritch being of sorts that drives men mad when they look upon him. They fall in love.

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And that's it for the Week 11 recs! Thank you so much to everyone who submitted a recommendation.

If you happen to find a fic you love using this rec list, be sure to leave the author kudos and a comment! Even "I found this fic because someone recced it" is a lovely thing to say.

Come back next time for Week 12: "Simple Pleasures," or all the smutty PWPs your heart desires.

In the meantime, you can also check out the Week 10 recs here, or check the full list of past and future themes here.

[zarcake-writes]

An Oni and a Family of Hunters

Technically a Part 2. Do you all remember that one fic called Your Oni? Well this is the second part of it. This is also on my Ao3 in case you want to read the first part and then this part. Hope you all enjoy this!

Warnings: Blood, some gore, loss of limb

You and Genji were in the kitchen, he was pushing himself against your ass while you were washing a bowl. He would occasionally kiss your shoulder; his red tongue ran across your neck and his teeth grazed your skin. You moaned and rubbed your ass against his growing bulge. You knew he would take you right here in the kitchen, his teeth would sink into your skin and the spirits would be in a tizzy about him fucking you.

Before anything else could go on, your front door was opened roughly and your name was shouted. You and Genji jumped, you ran out of the kitchen and met your dad in the doorway. You saw blood on his clothes and his hands, you quickly ran to his side.

“Dad? What’s wrong? Whose blood is that? Where’s Jesse?” you asked.

“Genji, get Jesse from the car. Mija, get the silver,” Gabe ordered. Your heart sank and Genji moved quickly and you followed your dad to the back room, you grabbed the silver blades and the wolfs bane.

“Dad, what happened? How bad is Jesse’s wound?” you asked as you prepped the blades.

“The… that damn witch of the wilds, she told the werewolves we were tracking we’re going to kill them and they believed her. They ambushed us and… one of them bit Jesse on his left arm mija,” your dad said. He looked horrified and you realized he was shaking and he was still covered in blood. You looked away from him. Fucking Angela, you thought. That damn witch, you knew she was trouble from the moment you met her.

Genji brought your brother in and laid him on the bed, you saw the blood dripping on the floor and the tear in his jacket. You cut off this jacket above the bite and you realized how bad it was. The bite was right all around his elbow. His arm was barely hanging on by a few strands of muscle and nerves, the bone was crushed and most of the muscle was gone. It was still bleeding profusely, so you attached a tourniquet to his upper arm.

“Dad, call Ana. Genji, make sure nothing comes near our house,” you said calmly. Your hands were shaking and your heart was pounding.

“Mija, his arm…” you dad said, his voice cracked. Genji lingered in the doorway.

“Dad, call Ana now. I… I need her help. Genji, check all the runes along our house and make sure every one of them is strong enough. Use your demon magic if you need to,” you ordered, you voice louder than before. Both men nodded and left you alone.

You didn’t bother wrapping the arm, there was no point. You couldn’t save the arm, this wasn’t just a bite. The werewolf must have been large and wanted to do extensive damage, it wanted to maim. Jesse would lose him arm, or he would bleed out. You almost cried as you realized that was Jesse’s shooting arm. You would have to remove his arm, there was nothing that could be done.

“I’m sorry brother,” you whispered softly.

Not only will he lose his arm, but his chances of becoming a werewolf is high now. You know a person who was bitten was much more dangerous than a werewolf born with the curse, they tend to be much more violent and their bodies don’t understand what is happening. But Ana had come up with an elixir that helped turned werewolves, she would help.

You began prepping your tools, silver medical tools and medicine to stop the infection and to keep him asleep. You knew Ana would bring her own, but you got your stuff out. You sat beside your brother and held his remaining hand.

“The runes are set my love and your father has called Ana. She’s on her way now,” Genji said from behind you. You glanced at him and nodded your head.

“He’s going to lose his arm,” you said softly.

“Go see your father. I’ll stay here with your brother.” Genji’s hand rested on your shoulder. You nodded and left the room.

Your dad was in the living room crying, his face was in his hands. You saw his shoulder’s shaking and heard his soft sobs. You had only seen your father cry one time before, it was before you met Genji and a spirit latched onto you. It took several witches to get it away from you, one of them was the witch of the wilds.

“Dad.”

“Yes mija?” he asked, his voice was thick.

“Are you hurt?”

“No, your brother took the brunt of the attack. I killed the werewolf and barely got us out of there. I let your brother down. That should be me, not him in there.” You sat beside your dad and touched his back.

“Dad it’s no one’s fault. Jesse’s going to need us, he’s going to lose his arm.”

“I know. I figured he would.”

“Dad, what she did, this means war,” you said softly. A hunter war hasn’t happened in several years. Usually a family of hunters would declare war on another group or one specific creature, they all gathered their allies and went to war. Gabe had allies, old friends, to help. You and Jesse had made friends and had those you could call on, but you were scared.

“I know. Ana already knows, she’s getting in touch with some other people,” Gabe said. You leaned against your dad and he hugged you tightly. You felt like a little kid whenever he would hug you, maybe it had something to do with him being so much bigger than you or because you would always be his baby.

A half hour later and Ana arrived. You and her quickly discussed Jesse’s wound and she agreed it’s best to remove it. Not even because of the curse, the arm was shredded and there was nothing that could be saved. Ana gave your brother a dosage of something that would keep him asleep and numb any pain.

You and she removed his arm, just above his elbow. You both stitched it closed and wrapped it. Ana took the removed arm and narrowed her eye at it. You knew that look on her face.

“What are you thinking?” you asked her as you wiped blood off your hands and removed the bloodied towels beneath your brother’s amputated arm.

“I think, Torbjörn can help make him a new arm. You can add your magic and it might be able to work for him. I’ll take his arm,” the older woman said. She put his amputated arm in a box, you nodded your head and sat beside your brother. You were glad Ana was here.

“I’m sorry Jesse,” you said softly.

“He’ll live love. And if he does turn, the werewolf curse is easy to manage,” Ana said. Her hand rested on your back.

“Did dad tell you who did this?”

“Yes. I never liked that woman, too quick to use her magic to get what she desired. I’ve already gotten in contact with some people who will help you. We’ll teach her a lesson. I’m just a phone call away if you need anything, alright?”

“Thank you, Ana. I’m going to contact a few demons and spirits. See if they know anything,” you said standing.

“Be safe. You know demons can be tricky.”

“I know Ana. My lover is an oni, I know their tricks.”

Ana left and your dad sat with Jesse while you went to rest on your bed. Genji was making sure the house was safe. He checked all the runes and made sure there were no spirits lingering around the house, good or bad. Genji checked Gabe and Jesse, Gabe was holding Jesse’s remaining hand and talking to him softly. Genji touched Gabe’s back, the man nodded at Genji but turned back to his son.

Genji’s heart ached for your family. He always like Jesse, and seeing such pain inflicted on him angered the oni. Seeing your father crying and hearing you cry pained the oni greatly. He knew you three were close, Gabe took Jesse and you in when you were small. Your parents were once hunters and died. Gabe’s been your father since then. Genji left the room and went to see you. You were laying in your bed starring at the ceiling, he saw the tears on your face.

Genji climbed into bed with you and pulled you onto his chest. The steady and slow beat of his heart soothed you, you fell asleep on his chest. Genji watched as you slept. He knew this witch of the wilds was dangerous and manipulative, he heard rumors that she could raise things from the dead. He just hoped he would be strong enough to protect you.